Saturday, December 31, 2016

The SJG would like to take this time to toast you all with this nicely-toasted sesame bagel, the final bagel of 2016. Don't worry, you. I didn't eat the whole bagel. I split it with hubby. The last time I ate an entire bagel was... I can't remember. To eat an entire bagel, sesame, onion or otherwise, is a splurge-o-rama I rarely allow myself. Yes, that's the kind of self-control I've exhibited in 2016. Why? I'll tell you why.

Because in 2016, it's taken every ounce of strength in my aging anatomy to stop me, not just from eating a whole bagel, but from running down the street, screaming at the top of my lungs, about this, that and don't even get me started on the other. I hope to maintain the same kind of astonishing self-control in 2017, and I wish you the same.

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I'm a writer: TV movies, plays, humor blogs. I'm the mother of two amazing sons, so menschy I could weep with pride, and often do, spontaneously. I'm a remarkably loving wife. I'm a crazy dog lady. I'm a kugel-maker. I'm a champion kvetch. At this point, everything hurts.